Earlier this week I attended a workshop with my mum at Alston Hall, near Preston. The workshop was run by Fiona Morris, and we learnt how to knit a sock from the toe up. For the non-sock-savvy amongst you (and I was among your number until the workshop), knitting socks from the toe up is an INNOVATION. Always a fan of innovation, I really enjoyed learning how to (i) do a Turkish cast on, (ii) knit on two circular needles simultaneously, and (iii) shape wrapped short row heels. As I am a slow knitter, I decided to make a teeny tiny sock so that I could attempt all these new skills under the watchful eye of the tutor.
|sock in progress - on TWO circular needles|
|the finished sock - too small for human foot|
On Sunday, Mr Q and I rode our bikes to Cedar Farm. In an attempt to avoid having to cycle around a big motorway junction, we took to the back routes - country roads and muddy bike paths in equal measure. My plan had been to bring you pictures of the English countryside in Autumn - all mists and mellow fruitfulness as the poem has it. Sadly we couldn't really see beyond the mist! After about 12 miles of cycling we reached Cedar Farm, and treated ourselves...
|Mr Q enjoying his muffin|
|a local viewpoint - yes, those are fog lights!|